Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Uzbekistan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Bush Tetras to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sonics,
Matthew Halsall,
Dave Gahan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Soft Cell,
LL Cool J,
The Monks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Public Enemy,
Rufus Thomas,
Main Source,
Juan Atkins,
Audionom,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cecil Taylor,
Letta Mbulu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Oneida,
UT,
Colin Newman,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Seeds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Scratch Acid,
Todd Rundgren,
Barry Ungar,
Eden Ahbez,
One Last Wish,
Black Bananas,
Flamin' Groovies,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lower 48,
X-Ray Spex,
Pantaleimon,
The Residents,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
New York Dolls,
Quantec,
A Certain Ratio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Martian,
Josef K,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neu!,
John Cale,
The Pop Group,
Ralphi Rosario,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Franke,
Q65,
Pylon,
Nirvana,
Mars,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.